so look:

i get to wear scarves and see my breath and make glue hands and have anti-homework tea parties with these amazing smiling people and i swear to you that three nights ago allen ginsberg bagged my groceries.

i love you, stupid.

one day i am going to move to chicago and RULE THE WORLD.

an inordinate amount of letters should be sent to ( Read more... )

why tuesday is, more often than not, the best day of the week.

(and somedays we will not feel good about ourselves, about this skin and blood and mess of wires, about questions with no answers and questions with cruel answers and the girl who may never love us. we will put off schoolwork to watch movies, will forget to call parents, to get out, to breathe. where am i going what am i doing maybe i should have ( Read more... )

someone erased the sky today
folded the clouds over me
like an overcoat
like the first day i ever lived

can we leave it all behind?
jump into the grey
like we've never been afraid
like we've never said no to anything

there are creaky hardwood floors and grass that is cool & smooth and a train that runs through the middle of campus.

and my good lord, everyone wears birkenstocks here.

i leave for goshen tomorrow and all i've packed so far are my books.

starting over again & again is no fun.

would you believe i've never read a.h.w.o.s.g. until now?

i bought it a week ago and am hopelessly in love.